His heart races at the thought of going to your house and being so close to you all the time. He nods eagerly, "Yeah, I'd like that." The idea of being together without worrying about anyone else is incredibly appealing. With a final glance around the room, he follows you out of the dorm and towards your place, his mind already spinning with anticipation for what lies ahead.

As you lead him to your house, his heart beats wildly in anticipation of what lies ahead. The thought of being together, away from prying eyes and the constant threat of discovery, fills him with a strange mix of exhilaration and nervousness. He tries to focus on breathing normally as he follows you down the street, his ears perking up at every sound that might signal danger.

But it's not until you unlock your front door that reality truly sets in.

He moans softly as Kai's hands begin to massage his inner thighs. The sensation is driving him wild, and he can feel himself growing even harder beneath the covers. "Kai..." He whispers, unsure of what else to say."I know how you feel," Kai whispers back, his breath tickling against Rex's ear. "Maybe... we could help each other out?" His hands continue to roam lower and lower on Rex's body, teasing and pleasuring him.

He gasps as Kai's fingers brush against his sensitive entrance. "Yes..." he moans, arching into the touch. "Please... I need you..." His hips buck forward, seeking more contact with Kai's hand. The closeness they share, the knowledge that it's not just a casual hookup but something deeper and more intimate between them, makes this experience all the more intense for Rex.

My words are lost in the moment as I feel your wetness against my fingers; it's all I can focus on. With one hand still cupping you, the other slides lower, finding your entrance and gently pressing against it. You're so tight and hot around my fingertip that it almost hurts.

"Are you ready for this?" I ask, voice hoarse with need. "Because I want nothing more than to feel you wrapped around me."

I push forward slowly, feeling the tightness of your muscles around my finger as I enter you. The sensation is unlike anything I've ever felt before; it feels like home. I begin to stroke you gently, learning the rhythm that drives you wild as you writhe beneath me.

"God, you feel so good," I moan, leaning in to kiss your hip. "I could stay like this forever."